TheSequelReturns
Faithful Crusader
Virgil Swift (Shade)
One of the lackeys charged him with a knife from behind. Although Shade couldn't see him, his powers let him see the attack coming. As the punk got close, Shade sidestepped and tripped the punk sending him crashing into a pair of trash cans.
Shade turned to see one of the gangsters trapped from the waist down in the ground. That was obviously Rhydian's work.
Two more gang members came at him from the front, one with a nightstick (probably stolen) and the other with what appeared to be a hammer. Shade simply stood there and waited for the strike he knew was coming.
They took turns trying to hit him, but Shade simply moved just out of reach each time.
"It's no use guys. I know what you're going to do before you do." he said.
"This seemed to cause them to falter for a moment, and Shade took the opportunity to disarm the one with the hammer by twisting his wrist, hard.
There was a thud as the hammer landed on his shoe obviously causing him even more pain than his sprained wrist.
Shade turned to the other one. "You wanna go next, or would you rather just give up now?"
The other one answered with a curse and took another swing at Shade. Shade lowered just out of reach of his nightstick and used the gangster's momentum to flip him over his back and send him crashing to the ground.
"Face it, you guys are outclassed." Shade said to the rest of the group.
Current Inventory:
iPod
Flash Drive (on a cord around his neck, but under his shirt.)
Digital camera (in pants pocket)
Wallet (in pats pocket)
$41.00 (in wallet)
Cell Phone (in pants pocket)
Black shoulder bag
Paper and pens (in bag)
Laptop (in bag)
Street clothes (in bag)
One of the lackeys charged him with a knife from behind. Although Shade couldn't see him, his powers let him see the attack coming. As the punk got close, Shade sidestepped and tripped the punk sending him crashing into a pair of trash cans.
Shade turned to see one of the gangsters trapped from the waist down in the ground. That was obviously Rhydian's work.
Two more gang members came at him from the front, one with a nightstick (probably stolen) and the other with what appeared to be a hammer. Shade simply stood there and waited for the strike he knew was coming.
They took turns trying to hit him, but Shade simply moved just out of reach each time.
"It's no use guys. I know what you're going to do before you do." he said.
"This seemed to cause them to falter for a moment, and Shade took the opportunity to disarm the one with the hammer by twisting his wrist, hard.
There was a thud as the hammer landed on his shoe obviously causing him even more pain than his sprained wrist.
Shade turned to the other one. "You wanna go next, or would you rather just give up now?"
The other one answered with a curse and took another swing at Shade. Shade lowered just out of reach of his nightstick and used the gangster's momentum to flip him over his back and send him crashing to the ground.
"Face it, you guys are outclassed." Shade said to the rest of the group.
Current Inventory:
iPod
Flash Drive (on a cord around his neck, but under his shirt.)
Digital camera (in pants pocket)
Wallet (in pats pocket)
$41.00 (in wallet)
Cell Phone (in pants pocket)
Black shoulder bag
Paper and pens (in bag)
Laptop (in bag)
Street clothes (in bag)